Everything But

While sitting at his desk Sunday morning, San Geraldo glanced out the window and noticed something really strange.

“Mitchell?” He called out. “Can you come look at this? And bring your camera.”

I headed over and looked where he was pointing. “Do you see that?!?”

I looked across the street to an apartment across the way — an apartment that had never before allowed us a glimpse inside. I gasped.

There in clear view was a hooded or masked head with a glowing eye. It seemed to be leaning forward toward a computer screen. It was extremely creepy.

San Geraldo asked, “Do you see a head with two glowing eyes?”

I looked back in his direction and said, “Put on your glasses.”

Then we both saw a head with one large glowing eye.

I snapped a series of photos of the alien and quickly downloaded them. I needed proof before we reported it.

I said, “Maybe it’s Freddy Kruger. Did he wear a yellow mask?”

What I saw once I zoomed in was even more shocking.

WE HAD IMAGINED EVERYTHING. WELL, EVERYTHING BUT THE KITCHEN SINK.
DISH RAGS DRAPED OVER FAUCETS CAN BE FRIGHTENING. ANOTHER REASON FOR ME TO AVOID KITCHENS.

Hey, Mr. Spaceman!

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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